Eleven

She smiles over at him, a fondly stern look in her eyes, like she's telling him he doesn't have to say things like that anymore, because she's here, now. But she knows what he means. She'd only been away from him for a little while, when she'd first arrived, and she'd missed him fiercely. It feels good to know, to be reminded, that he'd missed her, too.

It takes her a long time to work up the courage to ask, but finally, she says, "Do you think... the others will come, too? Like I did?"